Category: Short Stories
_Snug in my easy chair,_ _I stirred the fire to flame._ _Fantastically fair,_ _The flickering fancies came._ _Born of hearts desire:_ _Amber woodland streaming;_ _Topaz islands dreaming;_ _Sunset-cities gleaming,_ _Spire on burning spire;_ _Ruddy-windowed taverns;_ _Sunshine-s...
And then, an old man, nodding in a chair, Beside the fire, awoke with sleepy stare; And rose in haste; and led her to a seat, Beside the cosy hearth of glowing peat; And muttere...
1. Part 1_Snug in my easy chair,_ _I stirred the fire to flame._ _Fantastically fair,_ _The flickering fancies came._ _Born of hearts desire:_ _Amber woodland streaming;_ _Topaz islands...
3. Part 3And when he paused, nigh spent, to wipe the sweat From off his dripping brow: and Robert turned To fling some idle jibe at him, the spark Of anger, smouldering in him, flared an...